"A Middle-Grade Defensive Magical Treasure? It's so powerful that even flames hot enough to melt metal can't harm it?" The sorrow and anger on the faces of Ma Rufei, Chen Chaoyue, Zhang Haijun, and Wu Qianqian vanished, replaced by ecstasy and shock.

They had thought Zhang Bin had been burned to ashes in the horrific flames. It felt like their world had collapsed. Little did they know it was just a false alarm. Only now did they realize they were drenched in cold sweat, their clothes soaked through.

"You idiot, weren't you acting so arrogant just now? Weren't you so sure of yourself, wanting to kill me and take my treasures?"

Zhang Bin emerged like a Demon God from Hell, radiating an overwhelming aura and pressure. His eyes shot out beams of ice-cold light.

"Kill..."

Lv Jianben felt a profound sense of impending death, but he wasn't about to stand by and wait for it. He roared frantically as a Flying Sword shot from his mouth. It carried a destructive momentum as it slashed toward Zhang Bin, instantly slamming into the armor over his eyes.

CLANG...

Sparks flew with an ear-piercing shriek.

Zhang Bin stood as immovable as a mountain, not even swaying in the slightest. It was as if he hadn't been struck by a Golden Core Middle Stage Cultivator's Flying Sword, but merely bitten by a mosquito. Not a single mark was left on the Armor.

This Defensive Power was simply too strong.

Conversely, Lv Jianben's Flying Sword was sent flying backward, emitting a mournful cry. Clearly, its sharp tip had suffered a heavy blow. After all, the Armor was exceedingly hard.

In truth, the Armor's material wasn't indestructible; its resilience came from the magical Defensive Array set within it.

"That's a real Middle-Grade Magical Treasure, not a fake. The King of Gamblers, Zhang Bin, is incredible!"

"The Defensive Power of a Middle-Grade Magical Treasure is too strong. There's just no way to break through it."

"The King of Gamblers, Zhang Bin, is too extravagant! He has two Middle-Grade Magical Treasures, one for offense and one for defense. A Golden Core Middle Stage Cultivator might not be able to defeat him."

"My guess is that Lv Jianben is done for. He really picked a fight with the wrong person."

"..."

The crowd of Cultivators was shocked and envious, and they began discussing the situation animatedly. At this moment, none of them were optimistic about Lv Jianben's chances.

"Senior Brother, kill him!"

"Senior Brother, send him to Hell to check in!"

"Brother Bin is mighty!"

Ma Rufei and the other two goofs shouted excitedly, their faces filled with frenzied delight. They puffed out their chests and stood up tall.

Though Wu Qianqian said nothing, she clenched her fists tightly. Her face was full of hope that Zhang Bin would win and step down from the Arena of Life and Death unharmed. From this moment on, her fate was inextricably linked to his. She even seemed to think of something blush-worthy, and a beautiful crimson flush inexplicably spread across her face.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Lv Jianben's face turned ashen. He retreated rapidly, not daring to let Zhang Bin get close, all while shouting madly. Using a special Daoist Magic, he condensed a fist in the air as large as a watermelon and hurled it ferociously at Zhang Bin's head.

This was a Daoist Magic that only Cultivators who reached the Golden Core Realm could comprehend—the Remote Fist Technique. For a Superpower User like Zhang Bin, it was simply Telekinesis. It allowed for long-range attacks and was a favorite technique among powerful Cultivators.

Lv Jianben attacked this way because he didn't dare get near Zhang Bin. Zhang Bin's Flying Sword was a High-grade Magical Artifact. If he got too close, he had no confidence that his Remote Fist Technique could block the Flying Sword, and he would have trouble even dodging it. In that case, his fate today was sealed—he would become a corpse lying in a pool of blood. He had worked so hard to reach the Mid-stage Golden Core Realm; how could he be willing to die here?

He had to find a way to kill Zhang Bin today and take all his treasures. That meant two Middle-Grade Magical Treasures. If he could obtain them, he wouldn't even have to fear Zhou Tianyu, the Great Elder of the Kunlun Sect.

Zhang Bin's pupils contracted, but a faint hint of delight appeared on his face. To my surprise, my Spiritual Eye can actually see the invisible fist! That means, from now on, no enemy's Remote Fist Technique can escape my sight. Even Living Ghosts won't be able to hide. The benefits of cultivating a Spiritual Eye are immense! I truly am a rare cultivation genius, having cultivated a Spiritual Eye with just one Spiritual Eye Pill. It made Gao Si so envious his eyes turned red.

Yes, this time, Gao Si had purchased two Spiritual Eye Pills in total. He gave one to Zhang Bin and took the other himself. However, Gao Si hadn't managed to cultivate a Spiritual Eye; only Zhang Bin had succeeded. This was proof that Gao Si's natural aptitude was far inferior to Zhang Bin's.

Even though Zhang Bin's eyes could see the invisible fist, he still couldn't dodge it. The fist slammed into him too quickly for him to react.

BANG...

A massive explosion erupted as if a bomb had detonated, sending up plumes of smoke and kicking up a fierce, howling wind.

But Zhang Bin remained motionless, completely unfazed. The Armor was inlaid with a profound force-dissipating formation that completely neutralized the immense power of the impact. So, it was all thunder and no rain; the attack had no effect whatsoever.

The Cultivators below the stage were all shocked, excited, and deeply envious. Of course, a glint of greed appeared on some of their faces. They clearly coveted Zhang Bin's Magical Treasures. However, the greed vanished from their faces as quickly as it appeared. They couldn't afford to provoke the Taiqing Sect. They could only continue their hushed discussions.

"The Defensive Power of a Middle-Grade Magical Treasure is so strong. Lv Jianben just can't break through."

"Its defense is strong, but it consumes a massive amount of True Qi. Once Zhang Bin runs out of True Qi, it won't offer much protection."

"I see! So that's why Lv Jianben is using hit-and-run tactics. He's trying to exhaust Zhang Bin's True Qi!"

"..."

"Senior Brother, finish him quickly! Any delay could lead to trouble!"

"Only the dead pose no threat!"

"Don't hesitate, kill him!"

Of course, Ma Rufei and his two companions heard the crowd's discussion. Scared out of their wits, they immediately started shouting.

"You'll definitely be safe. May the Bodhisattva protect you. Good people deserve a lifetime of peace." Wu Qianqian didn't shout, but merely watched with worry, repeating the prayer in her heart.

Zhang Bin naturally heard the three goofs shouting, and a calm smile touched his lips.

How could I not know that a Middle-Grade Magical Treasure consumes True Qi? How could I not understand the danger of dragging things out?

But right now, he was evaluating the Armor's defensive duration and capabilities, so he would be better prepared when facing more powerful enemies in the future. He had recently traded for many treasures with Gao Si, including some powerful weapons meant for dealing with Living Ghosts. Handling Lv Jianben would naturally be no trouble at all; this was his true trump card.

However, he had more or less finished assessing the Armor's defensive capabilities. It was time to send Lv Jianben on his way.

So, he roared, "Go!"

The Flying Sword hovering before him shot forward once again...

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